You can get the most expensive perfume,
Encased in an intricate and delicate glass
Spray it on a paper and sell it to customers,
begging for more

But beware, if you spray too much, the smell becomes sickly
It intoxicates the room like phantoms of a past mistake

Oh, how they became my expensive perfume.
Something encased in our surname,
With a beautiful scent yet disturbing overload.